Whenever I slice and sauté onions, I think of my mother. No, she did not make me cry, but her meticulous handling of a mundane kitchen task left a lasting impression, one that informs my own cooking. Slice the onions and monitor their progress in the skillet so the result […]

THERE ARE TWO “before”s to this story of woeful decline and glorious renaissance — and one “after” that’s universally happy ever.  My own personal happy happened when I first noticed this angular, singular, spectacular modern marvel while driving idly and biding some time before another NW Living home tour on Queen Anne.   Seriously: You […]